Yeah, yeah, the world has gone gaga for some hockey gays. But you know what I still can’t get over? Lesbian ballers. O, ALOTO, ALOTO, wherefore art thou, ALOTO?

So imagine my glee (no, not that kind, no one needs Gleek PTSD on top of everything else right now), when I heard that a new queer lady ballplayer show was in the works. “Slo Pitch” comes to us from Crave, the Canadian streaming service behind “Heated Rivalry.” We salute you, Canada, for your belief in equal opportunity queer sports representation. We’re so sorry about, well, everything. I mean, at least the sane among us are.

“Slo Pitch,” a comedy about lesbian softball players, actually started as a webseries. And now it will be a 10-episode series done in mockumentary style comedy which follows The Public Lass Brovaries, a queer underdog slow-pitch softball team. The show’s tagline is “Beer. Lesbians. Baseball.” I mean, what’s not to love?

Per the official synopsis:

“Welcome to the world of beer league sports, where Joanne Pico (Salgueiro) is to coach six-time league losers, The Public Lass Brovaries. Coach Joanne is dead set on turning things around this season despite having just been brutally dumped by her girlfriend and co-founder of the team. Throughout the summer, Joanne leads her lovable, chaotic crew through a season of strikeouts, petty rivalries, conservative-politician sponsors, and sexy carwash fundraisers gone wrong. With her ex now playing on a rival team, Joanne’s got a lot to prove this season. It’s time to win the breakup, get the gang back together, and maybe even find new love over beers in the dugout.”

You already had me at “Beer. Lesbians. Baseball.” Adding sexy carwashes almost seems unfair. Almost. But do it anyway, especially softball sexy style. So many wet tubesocks. *snort*

Jess Salguiero (who apparently is in the new “Frasier” reboot I barely realized existed and a couple episodes of “Orphan Black,” but honestly I’ve forgotten more of that show’s plot than I remember) stars at Coach Joanne. Emily Hampshire (a.k.a. Stevie “Are We Sure She’s Not Gay” Budd on “Schitt’s Creek”) also stars and is an executive producer and Elliot Page's PAGEBOY Productions is also behind the project.

I never watched the webseries, but have watched so many lesbian softball games in real life. So many. I don’t know if this will be the sapphics “Heated Rivalry,” but I do know the universe owes us a lesbian ballplayer show after doing us dirty with ALOTO.

Does the world need a “hot lesbian action” movie by Zack Snyder? Probably not. Does the world need a “hot lesbian action” movie written by Tig Notaro by Zack Snyder? Definitely yes. Because if Tig can spin a whole movie out of “accidentally (going) viral for being sexy” then who are we to say no? Anyway, as a reminder, Tig was actually pretty darn sexy in that movie. The lesbian Tom Cruise comparisons were legit, plus come without the weirdo Scientology stuff! See, lesbians really are better. Anyway, I can’t say I love all Zack Snyder’s movies. And we’re already had our share of “Haha, there are lesbians in this!” movies (think “Lesbian Vampire Killers” and “Bitch Slap,” to name a pulpy few). Let’s hope whatever Tig and Zack dream up (which appears to be called “Deviants” and about some old-timey gay deviants) is more the latter than the former – on the lesbian pulp scale. Though I sincerely suggest they just consider renaming the film to “Hot Lesbian Action” because, truly, why would you not? Commit to the bit, and I swear it’ll pay off. That idea is free, Tig and Zack. You can thank me later. Or send me a screener, whatever works.

You deserve some tank tops for making it to 2026. Heck, we all deserve a little treat for making it through the first year of The Orange Stain’s Administration 2.0. Let’s hope women are still allowed to show bare arms in tank tops a year from now. But the way things are going, well, better enjoy them while we can.

Katy O’Brian

The world needs more lesbian muscle mommies. And by world, I mean me.

Rhea Seehorn

I, admittedly, have not watched the lesbian alien dystopia show yet because I don’t have AppleTV+. But this tank top is making me want to figure out a way to watch anyway. A lot.

Melissa King

Cut-off denim vests fall under the Big Gay Tank Top Umbrella, duh.

Sarah Mclachlan & Katie Gavin

Two tank tops for the price of one and a pretty good Lilith Fair reboot start to boot.

Demi Moore

Look, if cut-off denim vests count, tuxedo dickies definitely count.

Lorde

The rare white tank and tightie whities combo I actually approve of.

Lena Headey

May we carry Lena’s flipping off the haters while rocking a tank top energy with us through 2026.

Released 63 years ago by Bob Dylan. Revived 37 years ago by Edie Brickell & New Bohemians for the Tom Cruise Vietnam War movie “Born on the Fourth of July,” Sung 10 years ago with haunting imperfection by Patti Smith at the Nobel Prize Award ceremony. I’d say it’s about time for a new artist to step in. Any takers, pop stars? Because the hard rain is falling, and we could all use some righteous music to help us find our way through it. Happy Monday, kittens.

Soccer stars Sam Kerr and Kristie Mewis got married on New Year’s Eve and the party looked amazing and amazingly gay. The Aussie and American national team players’ nuptials also landed them a glossy photo spread in Vogue Australia, which is pretty cool considering the land down under only legalized marriage equality eight years ago. (Don’t get on your high horse, America, we’ve only had it two years longer.) I truly believe that the media helping to normalize our everyday lives – because we are just normal human people who fall in love, get married, raise kids, go to work etc. etc. etc – has been key to the gains LGBTQ+ people have made toward full civil rights. Which comes from the hard work of activists over the years demanding their basic rights and moving culture forward. But, as always, those who wish we didn’t exist and were never seen remain relentless. So congrats to Sam and Kristie, the happy couple and new masc/femme wedding dream board inspo role models for sapphics everywhere. But, seriously, how cute are they? And the tux? Low whistle. Mazel tov, ladies. Happy weekend, all. p.s. Posting wedding videos? See, gays really are just like everyone else.

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I know I said I’d write about the Golden Globes, but honestly I thought they were pretty meh. Part of this is because so few celebrities took the opportunity, international attention and enormous platform to say something, anything about the cruelty and craziness unfolding all around us. Yes, there were notable exceptions (see, this is why we stan Jean Smart, Wanda Sykes and Natasha Lyons. You too, Mark Ruffalo – but you’re a straight white man so truly more of your brethren need to start showing up).

I don’t have any feelings about “One Battle After Another” yet because I haven’t watched it, though I do have mostly sleepy feelings about “Hamnet” (which moved at a glacial pace before packing a surprisingly emotional punch at the very end). I was also pleasantly surprised by Nikki Glaser’s return hosting gig, mostly because of her dig at the Bari Weiss-ified CBS News. But I really loved Wanda Sykes. Leave it to the queer Black woman to speak the most truth to the powerful and privileged in the room. I mean, she roasted Bill Maher and Ricky Gervais to their faces (well, Ricky wasn’t there – but you know he heard that). The best part of the night, by far, was that after Gervais inexplicably won, Wanda followed through on her threat to thank “God and the trans community” on his behalf. Be more like Wanda, Hollywood.

I’m pretty burned out on superhero movies. At this point, it’s almost impossible to keep track of them all – and honestly why would I? But female superhero movies? Yeah, we can still count those on one hand. And you’d better believe I’m going to watch one that has a female superhero, a female sidekick and a dog. Plus, I’m pretty sure crushing on Helen Slater in “Supergirl” and “The Legend of Billie Jean” is one of my roots. So I’m hyped to watch Milly Alcock kick a bunch of dudes asses (and in a trench coat, no less). Look, sometimes the appeal of a movie is simple for me. Strong lady smashes bad guys. OK, where’s the popcorn.

In the midst of all the needless misery of this world and our increasingly unhinged Christo-fascist government, you still deserve nice things. I know, seems trite. But I can’t tell you how much better it made me feel listening to Jodie Foster speak for 13 minutes about her past roles and life with Variety. [Hat tip, Karen!] You can also read the accompanying highly engaging feature about her in the magazine, where she addressed that Golden Globes acceptance speech and seemingly everything else. For a famously private person, it’s entirely candid yet still entirely her.

What I like about the video, besides the glory of 63-year-old Jodie being confidently herself, is how gay it is. If you were here from the beginning, you know exactly how welcome and earned it feels for Jodie to embrace her queerness at this point in her journey. Plus, how great was it to hear her talking about clocking Kristen Stewart as her mini-me/a baby gay, and then saying “I have never enjoyed being stuck in a closet with a person in my life so much as Miss Kristen Stewart as a kid.” So gay! And then for her to reveal she knew Diana Nyad and Bonnie Stoll – the real-life subjects of “Nyad” – well before she had signed on for the movie from Christmas parties and barbecues. Yeah, at LESBIAN Christmas parties and LESBIAN barbecues. They’re lesbians, Stacey. Here’s to getting older, wiser and gayer, just like Jodie.

This is the energy I want to carry into 2026 with me. You know, just 365 days of Robyn playing her first New York City shows in years to kick off the New Year energy. Plus the crowd dancing and singing in unison to every note. Stilettos and broken bottles, indeed. We may all be dancing on our own through life, but on those rare occasions we can connect with our fellow humans, we can dance all night together. Happy Monday, kittens.

p.s. Don't worry, we'll talk about them Globes a little later this week.

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I had another post planned for today. That can wait until next week. Instead I’ll just be singing this with my whole chest all weekend. In the first seven days of 2026 the United States of America has bombed Venezuela and kidnapped its leader, threatened to take Greenland by force and shot a woman in broad daylight for all to see. We are the bad guys. And it’s up to us, its everyday citizens, to denounce, protest and fight this administration in any and every way we can. What the federal government is doing is corrupt, unlawful and immoral. And we, the people, cannot let it stand. Fuck ICE. Fuck Trump. Fuck MAGA. Fuck billionaires. But this weekend especially, FUCK ICE. Plus, it’s a true banger. Happy weekend, all.

Welcome to 2026, here are some hot women in hot menswear because we still deserve nice things. Honestly, they should just let us have it. It looks better on us anyway. Menswear only for women in 2026. As for the men themselves, well, let’s hope a lot more of them put in the work this year. Otherwise we’ll just have to take away the rest of their things, too. Until we can figure out what’s going on. You know, like their roles as Fortune 500 CEOs and congressmen and the President of the United States of America. Just as a start. Dream big, it’s a whole new year.

Lucy Liu & Drew Barrymore

Still Charlie’s Menswear-Wearing Angels after all these years.

Demi Moore

Now if she was the solo star and they called it “Landwoman,” maybe I’d watch.

Hayley Kiyoko

Schoolboy shorts always look better on girls, always.

Jessica Chastain

Has a man ever looked this good in a suit this color? I rest my case.

Leisha Hailey & Kate Moennig

Thank goodness they never had Alice and Shane hookup on the show. I mean, Jenny was mean enough.

Renee Rapp

Is there a premium Uber Black service where you get hot lesbians as your chauffeur? Because in that case, you win capitalism, sign me up.

Michelle Yeoh

Start with a hot Asian lady in a beige suit, end with a hot Asian lady in a beige suit. Now that’s what I call some blog post feng shui.

A week late with my best-of watch list for 2025? Yeah, seems about right. I mean if the United States can roll back its policies to 1939 Germany, I can be a little late on my pop culture calendar, right? Just so we’re all clear, we’re the bad guys this time around. By a lot.

So I actually saw more movies this year, and liked more of those movies. (But not Marty Supreme, I did not like Marty Supreme and would like those two-and-a-half hours back.) Here’s a look, in no particular order, at the movies that moved me in 2025. Oh, and they also had to be gay, because it’s my blog and I make the rules. And, again, none for you, Marty Supreme.

Come See Me In the Good Light

Can a movie about someone dying make you fall in love with life? Well, if it’s a movie about queer poet Andrea Gibson and their life with a terminal diagnosis, it just might. Lyrical in expected and unexpected ways, this movie produced by Tig Notaro follows Andrea and their wife Megan Falley as they navigate the end of their life. And even though we all know how this story ends, you will feel better for having watched – I promise.

Hedda

Yes, I found a screener and was able to watch (suck it, Amazon Prime). And what a ride this movie is thanks to the kinetic energy caused by gender-swapping the lover from male to female in this adaptation of the Henrik Ibsen play. Tessa Thompson is magnetic as the titular ambitious socialite lead, alongside Nina Hoss (who we last saw as Cate Blanchett’s long-suffering wife in “Tár”) as her former lover. Let’s just say the party does not go well for pretty much anyone.

Sorry, Baby

Eva Victor’s directorial debut is a quiet yet arresting story about a young woman dealing with her sexual assault by a trusted mentor. That does not sound like something fun to watch, I know. Yet “Sorry, Baby” manages to be both gripping and moving – while purposely not showing the actual assault. Instead, the movie is about how we move on with our lives, in both mundane and profound ways, after trauma. Victor, who uses she/them pronouns, also makes her best friend in the film queer with a nonbinary partner. Also there’s a cat, which defacto makes it gay.

Lesbian Space Princess

You should watch this movie for its name alone. But, it’s also a sweet, funny, topical, empowering and all-together fun ride through space and time. The chronically anxious Princess Saira of Planet Clitopolis gets dumped by her girlfriend who then gets captured by Straight White Maliens and then must summon her labrys to rescue her. Yes, everything I just typed happens in the movie, and more. Honestly, just go watch and enjoy this weird and wonderful super gay little Aussie animated gem.

Who knew that after nearly a decade of being overrun by rampaging demogorgons, illicit military research projects and a spider-legged hive-minded demon from another dimension, the answer to ending the madness in little old Hawkins, Indiana was queerness.

[SPOILERS FOR THE FINAL SEASON AHEAD…]

Yes, that’s right, everyone is gay on “Stranger Things.” Just kidding, only Robin and Will (and Vickie, who thank goodness she made it – even if the lack of major character death toll in the final season remains up for debate). Still, I’d like to take a moment to acknowledge that the most popular TV show of the moment portrayed coming out, and queerness in general, as key to unlocking super powers. Being gay saved the world, a lot!

For as much as the Christo-fascist right hates queerness and especially transness, the real reason isn’t their so-called religious beliefs. They don’t truly give a shit about all that stuff written in a book all those years ago. But they do care about people being authentically themselves because that leads to happiness and, more importantly, less ability to control. Also, for some of the loudest, angriest voices it’s about suppressing things in themselves as well. But, duh, we knew that already.

So thanks to this little sci-fi coming-of-age show for making friendship, gayness and believing in each other cool as hell. You still can’t make me want to play D&D, but I appreciate those who do. Also, no queer characters were killed in the making of this show (though, admittedly, jury is out on Barb’s sexuality. RIP to the O.G.) Thoughts on the final season? Also Robin going to Smith at the end? Lesbian chef’s kiss.

What if I told you there was a time when a group of sapphics went on national television and sang a song about how hot it is to be queer and makeout while dressed like prom kings/queens complete with tiaras? And what if I told you that was only four years ago? Ah, those were the days. Also, for some reason, James Corden had a national TV show then. Well, at least that’s over. So I guess the future really is better. Or, uh, parts of it still are.